Tag Archives: Steve Gergley

The Catcher

The water was everywhere: it scudded through the streets, it filled basements and lobbies, it lifted cars off the pavement and carried them to the sea. It sliced brownish-gray past their knees, their navels, or their shoulders, depending on how … Continue reading

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Insect Story

On the night before he turned thirty, Leo Weiss had a dream that a giant insect sliced off the top of his head and laid an egg in his brain. The next morning, when he told his girlfriend Carly about … Continue reading

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Tongue Stone

At ten years old, Scooper lived life through his mouth. For him, most things weren’t real until he felt them on his tongue, awash in sticky saliva. Summer days he wandered his development alone, his cheeks fat with blocks of … Continue reading

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Third Date

We had met this girl on OkCupid a few weeks ago, a Presbyterian pastor named Amy, and after exchanging a few messages with her, we decided to ask her out. Kyoko said she was fine with me asking this girl … Continue reading

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Hearts of Ash

I listened to the last of the liquor drip off the bottom stair, ping with a dull liquid pop against the bare gray concrete floor. I felt the house groan, creak. I heard the muffled crackle of the flames upstairs. … Continue reading

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